Martial Arts: Starting from a Seemingly Real System

As everyone was anxiously waiting, a voice suddenly came from the Zen room, "There's a discovery!"

This soft cry instantly attracted the attention of everyone outside, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the meditation room.

The monk who was searching in Chu Tianfeng's meditation room came out first, shaking his head at Bujing with empty hands.

After a while, another group of monks came out. One of them was holding a thin booklet and a torn page in his hand. He walked quickly to Bujing and presented it to him with both hands.

Yan Kuan was a little nervous and confused when he saw that something was indeed found in his room. He turned to look at Qiao Rui and didn't believe that Qiao Rui would do something like stealing the secret book.

Qiao Rui grinned at Yan Kuan and shook his head slightly, telling him not to worry. It would not be difficult to solve the frame-up. Qiao Rui himself breathed a sigh of relief. The unknown wait was worrying, but now that the result was out, he felt relieved.

Bu Jing took the book and flipped through it casually. The thin book was intact and obviously not the same as the torn pages. Moreover, the figures inside were not knife techniques, but seemed to be some methods of strengthening muscles and bones. He carefully examined the torn pages again, and after a moment, he waved to the crowd, "Fan Bin, come and take a look."

A thin young man walked out of the crowd. He ran over eagerly, looked at Bujing with some fear, and then tremblingly took the fragment from Bujing's hand.

"Yes, this is exactly my Demon-Subduing Sword Technique." Fan Bin recognized it after only taking a glance at the torn page. Although he had never been able to master the Demon-Subduing Sword Technique, he still remembered the key points and other texts in it. It's just that now there is only this small torn page left of the secret book. All his efforts and hopes have gone to waste, which makes him very sad.

"Who is it?" Fan Bin's eyes were red as he stared at Yan Kuan and Qiao Rui. Although he was cowardly by nature, at this moment he was like a wild beast that had lost its cubs, roaring violently and sadly, with a hint of desolation in his ferocity.

The fellow disciples around them started talking about this and looked at Yan Kuan and Qiao Rui with strange eyes.

"Brother Fan is so pitiful. The secret book he worked so hard to obtain is gone just like that. He may even be punished for having the secret book destroyed. This thief is really despicable."

"Who do you think it could be?"

"Senior Brother Yan is the most tolerant and kind person, so it definitely can't be him. As for Qiao Rui, he's a newcomer, and no one can tell what his character is like. I think it's probably this person."

"No way? He is also a well-known hero in the martial arts world, the Dragon Subduing Hero. I heard that he is widely praised along the Yangtze River."

"The evidence found in their room, if it's not Qiao Rui, could it be Senior Brother Yan?"

"This……"

Ignoring the whispers of the crowd, Bu Jing raised the thin booklet in his hand and asked his monk, "Where did you find these two things?"

The monk replied respectfully, "The book was found in an unpacked bag on the bed, and the remaining pages were also found in the corner of the bed."

After hearing this, Bu Jing turned to Yan Kuan and Qiao Rui and asked, "Whose bag is it?"

Qiao Rui pursed his lips, took a step forward, and said calmly: "The bundle is mine, and this booklet is also mine, but I have never seen the fragment."

"So it's you!" Upon hearing this, Fan Bin rushed over. He was sure that the secret book was stolen by Qiao Rui. He pointed at Qiao Rui with a trembling finger and said angrily: "I have no grudge against you, why are you harming me like this?"

Qiao Rui frowned and looked at him without saying anything.

Seeing Qiao Rui's indifference, Fan Bin could not help but feel sad. "My parents were killed by enemies when I was young, and I was the only one left. I fled and wandered to Shaolin. I endured more than ten years in the third courtyard before I was promoted to the fourth courtyard. I was trembling with fear and didn't dare to make enemies with anyone. I completed my tasks diligently every day, hoping to learn powerful martial arts and go down the mountain to take revenge. Why don't you even give me this little chance?"

The more he spoke, the more excited he became, filled with grief and indignation. At the end he covered his face with his hands, squatted on the ground and started to cry.

A man of integrity and a formal disciple of Shaolin Prajna Hall actually cried in public, which shows how desperate he was inside. For a moment, everyone pointed fingers at Qiao Rui and criticized him.

Seeing this, Ma Wencai smiled coldly to himself, "Look, I'll add fuel to the fire." Thinking of this, he quickly changed his expression and walked out, pointing at Qiao Rui and said indignantly: "Junior Brother Fan has always been honest and has never quarreled with others. How could you be so vicious and harm others like this? Where is your conscience?"

"Earlier in the Third Courtyard, you bullied your fellow disciples and disrespected your teachers. For this, you were almost expelled from Shaolin. You only managed to get away with it by using your eloquent words and nonsense to get away with it. Now you are back to your old ways and have not changed. You have stolen other people's secret manuals and destroyed their hopes. You are truly a heinous crime and there is no redemption for it."

Ma Wencai's words were righteous and powerful. He frowned and sneered at Qiao Rui. Then he turned to Bujing and said solemnly, "Brother, please expel Qiao Rui from Shaolin, give justice to Brother Fan, and restore peace to Shaolin."

The brothers in the outer circle were provoked by Ma Wencai's words. They were all excited and shared the same hatred for the enemy. They became more and more disgusted with Qiao Rui. They all echoed each other and wanted to abolish Qiao Rui's martial arts and expel him from Shaolin. Some even hoped that Shaolin would clean up the sect.

Yan Kuan was a little worried when he saw that Ma Wen had confirmed Qiao Rui's crime with just a few words and put Qiao Rui on the opposite side of his fellow apprentices. He quietly pulled over a familiar apprentice and whispered a few words to him, then stepped forward to stand with Qiao Rui and said to Bu Jing, "Brother, please understand. Brother Fan was still practicing the Demon Subduing Sword Technique before the evening meal, and found that the secret book was lost after the evening meal. That means it was lost during the evening meal, and Qiao Rui had been with me since the afternoon, and he didn't go to the lecture hall in the third courtyard alone until after the evening meal. Therefore, Qiao Rui didn't have time to commit the crime."

This……

Some smart people also realized that Qiao Rui really did not have the time to commit the crime. Fan Bin always came to the dining hall to eat later than ordinary people, and he would finish his meal in a hurry and leave before others. How could Qiao Rui have the time to steal the secret book?

Bu Jing looked at Qiao Rui expressionlessly, "What do you have to say?"

Qiao Rui showed sarcasm on his face and sneered, "It's just a frame-up. The fragments in my room prove that I stole the secret book. Then next time, if you throw some women's bellybands in Ma Wencai's room, can you also accuse him of openly committing adultery in the temple?"

Hahahaha!

The whole audience burst into laughter.

"You... are shameless!" Ma Wencai was furious. He didn't expect Qiao Rui's counterattack to be so harsh.

Qiao Rui ignored Ma Wencai's rage and continued, "As Senior Brother Yan said, I didn't have the time to commit the crime, and I didn't have the motive to commit the crime."

"I have learned all the top martial arts. Why would I take such a big risk to steal a secret book of high-level martial arts? Why would I destroy the secret book that I stole with great effort?"

"What's the benefit of all this to me? Are you so bored?" Qiao Rui sneered.